A joy

You know I keep checking our littlehouseonmemorylane
hoping to peer in your windows like Mel Gibson in Conspiracy Theory
or maybe just like a Salem girl who misses her dear friends,
but the curtains are drawn,
and I would like to ring all the doorbells
and set off the alarm!!
no more hibernation....
wakey wakey eggs and bakey.
How is everyone??

Here...I am being discipled for the first time ever
though Nancy has been saying all along,
You should be discipled!
I am now.
tonight I was put to sleep at 7:00
by the daunting task of a final 2 weeks,
2 long weeks with snow capped peaks.
but my eyes pulled open,
like a shoe pulling up from bubblegum on warm cement
because 8:30 was our meeting time...

O, how faithful our God is!!
I wish to remind you
and scrape off the gum like mine was tonight.
We prayed
and realized that this life has tribulations...
but be of good cheer, for He has overcome the world!
and half my assignments...
half my hardships...
I watched them fade away as if I had imagined them.

How imagined is the future?
is it not always equally imagined?
from What I want to be when I grow up,
to Syllabuses,
even Tomorrow I will go to such and such a day--
we can say, O, let us say, so joyfully!-
God willing.

For it is His good pleasure
little flock
that we rejoice in where we are now...
(for me, writing a blog,
throwing rocks at your windows
in the middle of the night...!!)